Page 6 of Her Baby Daddy Mix-up

“Wearing this much,” she stated before moving into the bathroom to stop her blush.

Chapter 3

Carter was waiting in the bed when Brianna moved into the room. He gave her a smile as he slid the covers down and she moved over, laying out knowing he was watching her.

“I’d say we’ve both hit the curve, haven’t we?” he asked turning the light down so it wouldn’t overwhelm her.

“Yeah, so why don’t we just go with honesty?” she suggested turning onto her side to look at him. “Usually at home, I wear nothing for bed…the only time I use pjs are when I’m at my parents’ or on a trip and someone else is sharing the same room.”

“Same here,” he stated enjoying the slight tinge of pink in her cheeks. “Wait…are you saying that while in New York you…”

“The door locked, and I usually leave a robe next to the bed,” she admitted with a slight shrug. “My sisters were surprised to go through my dresser and not find any pjs and nightgowns…but I don’t like feeling restricted while I sleep.”

“Nothing wrong with that,” he stated brushing a piece of hair from her temple. “I generally get a new set of these each year from my mother because when she comes she always insists on doing the laundry and can never find more than one set of them. I usually forego them while on business too.”

“Two peas hmm?” she said with a sigh as he ran his fingers along the side of her hair.

“Three with baby, you should get some rest,” he replied smiling as tension eased from her body and she turned onto her other side.

He continued to run his hand down her hair, then down her arm until he knew she was asleep and turned off the light staring up at the ceiling as his body responded to her nearness. The idea of her sleeping unrestricted shot him through with desire that he shouldn’t be having, not when he’d promised her they’d simply share the bed. She would likely smack him across the face if she knew how much he wanted to kiss her again, kiss her for real and strip the pieces of clothing from her body, discover how it felt to make love to her while she carried their child.

He finally forced himself asleep, waking only to find himself wrapped around Brianna as she slept on, the sun barely beginning to peek through the windows. He began to ease away from her, but she let out a soft sound of disappointment and he shifted the pillow, moving back up against her backside, his hand resting on the curve of her hip. Her skin peeking out between her shorts and the end of the tank top she wore was too much to resist and he ran his thumb up and down it. She let out a sigh and he slid his hand down to her stomach, holding her back against him while he let himself slip back into sleep with her.

This time when he woke, he knew all hopes of being honorable had flown out the windows. She had turned, her head resting against his chest, her leg over his hip and his body stirred swiftly as his hand pressed against her backside, cupping a firm globe. He tried to force himself to remove his hand but instead his fingers tested the weight and she sighed, running a hand down his chest to rest on his hip, hers lifting against him and he lowered his mouth down to taste her lips. He could burn in hell later, right now he needed this, needed her.

Her lips responded to his, igniting a recklessness inside him that was crazy. He pulled her further against his body, his hands skimming up her sides to feel her skin and she gripped his side lifting herself fully against him.

He let out a low groan and pulled his lips from hers, he wasn’t going to do this like this. He wanted her fully conscious, fully agreeable to it, before he went further with her. No matter how much he burned to have her he would wait.

“Brianna, honey,” he said softly, cupping her cheek as her eyes opened.

“Carter? Oh god…” she said lowering her face only to find it buried in his naked chest. She rolled away and covered her eyes with a hand. “I’m sorry Carter.”

“You’re sorry? Brianna, I kissed you,” he said leaning over as he plucked her hand from her eyes. “Why are you sorry for?”

“For invading your space…I think it’d probably be better if we don’t share a bed,” she added glancing away from him as her cheeks went pink.

“Why’s that?” he questioned wanting to know if he’d scared her or what her reaction was regarding.

“Because I’m hormonal and it’s messing with my otherwise staid mind,” she answered confusing him. “We agreed to keep this friendly and right now with the way my hormones are going…it’d probably be easier to maintain that space if we don’t share a bed.”

“Why would your hormones be an issue Brianna?”

“Because right now they’re driving me crazy, making me crazy,” she sighed sitting up against the pillows as her cheeks flared with full color. “The doctor said it was normal, that it’s the body’s response to the increased blood flow, but it’s caused my sex drive to increase, okay? I’ll deal with it…”

“Brianna,” Carter said stalling her words as his body nearly erupted hearing that.

“What?” she said turning her gaze over to him hesitantly.

“We can still share the same bed, be friends, and keep your hormones from driving you crazy,” he stated calmly. “I wouldn’t push you into anything, but I also wouldn’t deny you anything. It may only be because of the hormones but that doesn’t mean it can’t be good. We both agreed to no outside affairs for the sake of our child, but does that mean we should deny ourselves what we both want?”

“You don’t mean that Carter, you’re just trying to ease my…” She stopped when he took her hand, resting it against his fully engorged length.

“Oh, I mean it Brianna. I’ve always found you attractive,” he added letting her move her hand up from his need leaving it resting against his side. “I would never have acted on it because we worked too well together to risk losing you, but this changes things,” he added sliding his hand to rest on her stomach. “We don’t have to live like nuns and priests…not together.”

“And what happens if it fades for both of us, we decide that we don’t want to continue it?” she asked as a fire burnt deep inside her belly for him.

“Then we carry on as friends. Neither of us are sex-starved fiends…we can manage to make this work Brianna, anyway we want,” he stated, and she sighed, lifting her hand to his head to pull his mouth down to hers.

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